Have a Nice Blue Day

You said you were sad,

Or so I thought.

I hope you are glad.

At least you ought.

Somewhere I heard,

Perhaps from on high,

To smile at a bird

Perhaps who can't fly.

Birds like to fly,

No need to talk,

Just help them mend.
Look out your window, see, he is blue,

His feathers are indigo,

And various hues.

Enjoy your day,

With a cup of tea.

See the morning bluejay

In the pretty tree.